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GIRLS.
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SHtcw friend j and playmates small.
One with eyes of clearest blue.
One has orbs of grayish hue.
Brown eyeB has the other one.
Ail pairs shine out full of fun.
Then, tho different colored heads
Yellow, brown, and one is red.
Every head is bobbed alike,
Change! is in the color bright.
And 8top, as paused in (light.
Butterflies with "wings so bright,
Had to sip the honey sweet.
We human flowers to meet.
This the bow of ribbon tic-1
Jaft a little on one 3ide
Htiilb so round and he'. 1 so high,
I "clued to look toward thj sky,
Carrying their back so straight
squaring shoulders is the fate.
Limbs that are so firm and round,
Footsteps passing without sound.
Hands so white, that give a touch
Gentle, cool, and even such
That when ill, you like to feel,
Tapering fingers gently heal.
Three short skills, and six bare limbs,
Socks of course, with slippered rims,
Dresses when they go to school
Brightest plaids, it seems, the rule.
When to Sunday school they go
Fresh and white their garments show,
And when oft to bed they creep,
You will have to take a peep.
See from chin to tip of toe,
Gowned In w-hito, and all In row,
On their knees that they may pray
Properly. And then they lay
Down to quiet, dreamless sleep
Such as healthy children reap.
When you hear their voices clear
Thanking you; for never tear
Their politeness is not show
It is real, for It will flow
Freely to the rich and poor,
Or the beggar at the door.
It will make you feel repaid
For what services you've made.
Glad they nre to he'p some way
Cheerful, tactful, bright and gay,
Making home a pleasant place
With their kisses, songs and face.
Ah! these girls! You little girl.
Your sweet mission in this world.
Well you know, and do your part.
Taking all the world unsought.
Knowledge taught by your small heart.
Finished, rounded, perfect art
Leave us not, for bow could we
Live, or any pleasure ?ce?
How could we such comfort Know
If we did not love you so?
?Jennie Copes White.
519 Lowerllne St., New Orleans, La.
THE GENEROSITY OF GEORGE.
BY TlIE AUTHOR OP "RALPH PARIAN'fi MISTAKE.'
George was as popular after he entered
business life as he had been in College. He
numbered his friends by the dozens, and, ol
course that meant that the girls liked him too
Some people thought that he had beer
"born with a silver spoon in his mouth," as
the old saying goes, because, although he was
not rich, he began on a good salary.
"No wonder he can give the girls so moch
candy and so many drives, and that he always
asks you to have a cigar, when you go
to his room, or join him on the street."
That was said by a smaller salaried man, as
two or three smoked and gossipped in the
"Den," as they called their Club Room.
PRESBYTERIAN OF THE SO1
and Girls
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Among the many friends that George had
made by his generous kindnesses, was one
who had given much of her time and money
too, to the cause of Home Missions. She was
not obliged to suppoyt herself, though she was
not rich, but had realized, that as such talents
as she had?influence, money, voice, had been
given her "to profit with," that she must
xnererore, give Uod the "first fruits. She
did not preach this conviction?she lived it,
and George was one of those who saw this,
and realized the difference between Alice's
generosity and his own.
"My influence is bought by flowers, cigars,
drives and contributions to all that the
Club does. Miss Alice can count more friends
than I do to-day, and yet most of her money
goes for Missions. I believe I'll talk with her
about this, when I can get her off from other
folks."
Accordingly, he asked her to drive with him
a few afternoons later, and they had hardly
driven beyond the city limits, before he said:
"Miss Alice, I want you to tell me why you
manage to have so many friends around you,
ana nave so much influence, and yet it doesn't
cost you one-third of the money it costs me."
Alici broke into a merry laugh, "Oh don't,
don't laugh at me," said George quickly,?
"I'm in dead earnest. I don't want to buy my
friends as a politician does, I want my influence
to be for good, and my friends genuine.
I do not care a snap for the reputation for
generosity which is bought by 'treats' of one
kind and another." He smiled faintly. Alice
turned her honest, earnest eyes to him, and
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"You have asked me and I mean to prove
my friendship for you by answering frankly.
"If you were a Christian you would realise
that you are not your own, therefore that
what you have, even when you earn it, belongs
first to God.
"I think I understand how you feel about
'buying popularity,' and I nm glad that you
feel so. though you are mistaken about all
your friends being bought. Don't forget that
you arc giving pleasure to others. I believe
it was Drummond that said: 'Give pleasure,
that is the ceaseless and anonymous triumph
of a truly loving spirit.' "
She smiled brightly as she added: "I'm
afraid that yon will think I'm preaching, but
you know you furnished the subject."
"No, you are doing just what I wanted, and
I thank you. While I am not a member of
the Church, I want you to know that I want
to be a Christian, and to give as you give."
Alice's eves filled, and she said in a low
)
voice: "That is good news, but don't be sat^
isfied with wanting to be a Christian, and to
! give rightly. Go to t.li? T.nvmon'a "???
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ing. to-night, and learn why men should give,
and how."
1 "I will," George said firmly, and then whip1
ping up his horse, they drove on, discussing
1 other subjects, and after a pleasant drive,
reached home,
i It seemed a remarkable thing to George
that the text chosen for the first address at
i the Laymen's Meeting that evening, was 2
Cor. 8:5. TTe was really startled, and wondi
ered if Alice could have requested it, until he
i remembered how many besides himself it suited.
DT H [January 8, 1913
That night he made a definite surrender of
himself to God, and asked for wisdom to give
in the right way.
Of course he told Alice what he had done,
for he felt that it was her "little sermon," as
he called it, which had decided him.
A few evenings afterwards, he told her that
he had decided that everytime he smoked a
cigar, he would put a nickle in his Mission box,
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"How about that, Miss Alice"?
Alice drooped her head, and a smile played
around her mouth.
"I hope that you know me well enough
now, to know that I am not disposed to be
critical, but does that involve any self-denial?
The next time you want to smoke, you will
do so. I may be wrong, but I do not believe
that our gifts are as acceptable if they do not
cost us some real?though it may be?small
sacrifice. I believe that our Master would be
more pleased, if, instead of the nickle, you
would give the cigar itself?and do without
it."
George's eyes were wide open with surprise.
"Do ? you ? mean ? I ? had ? better
? give ? up ? smoking!!"
His tones had such a mingling of dismay,
and admiration for her spirit, that Alice burst
into a laugh, "Oh, I must laugh at your eyes
and your tone of dismay. But isn't that true
giving? Giving that costs. If you would try
it for six months, you would be convinced that
it is God's way.
"I did not give up cigars"?she added, with
a charming smile?"but there are other things
that require self-denial, and you would be
surprised to know how soon one learns how
to do without these luxuries."
"Luxuries!" George muttered, "Why, I regard
my cigars as necessities!"
"Then the sooner you give them up, the
better," was the quick reply.
George sat silently for a few moments, gazing
intently at the bright flames of the open
fire, then he said:
"Miss Alice, you are surely testing my love
for God?and for you?but I will try."
He rose to go, and Alice only grasped his
hand silently. Feeling was too deep for words.
Six months later, as they drove again, over
the same road they had taken on the momentous
afternoon when he had begun to see, he
said:
"Alice, I want you to use this ten dollar bill
on your Mission work. It is what I have
saved on cigars already?and rightly belongs
to you!"
Doesn't it pay to be generous as George
learned to be?
DON'T MISS THESE EYE DONT'S.
Cut out the following list of "eye don'ts"
and pin them up in your bedrooms, where you
can readily see them each day:
Dnn't rnoH foninrr o 11 rrV* f
Don't read while you rock.
Don't work in a poor light.
Don't write or read or sew lying down.
Don't try to enlarge or brighten your eyes
by dropping belladonna into them.
Don't rub your eyes. *
Don't use your eyes when they smart and
water.
Don't tax them when you are exhausted
physically. I
Don't forget that eyes need to be petted.
Don't forget that happy thoughts make the j
eyes sparkle and glow in a most fascinating /
way.?New Idea "Woman's Magazine.